She blushes, but gets to her feet and puts a hand in the crook of his arm.

"Thank you," she says. "I do appreciate your help. This ship is so futuristic that I'm afraid I won't be able to do something simple, like figure out how to turn on a light."

Perhaps she ought not be going off with a man she hardly knows, particularly while everyone is in the dining hall and her bedroom is so far away. She hopes that her initial impression of Jim is the correct one.